Old folks used to take the insides and make chitlins out of them.
"Frying Pan Farm"
Elizabeth Brown Pryor
Byme-bye, one night, ez he see de moon comin' over de hill, en de stars winkin en blinkin' in de sky, he got ter thinkin' uv de ole home, uv de chitlins en de spare ribs, de fat biskits en de sweet milk, de persarves en de yaller butter-he jes' cudden' stand hit.
"Shawn of Skarrow"
James Tandy Ellis
Dryin' up de fat for lard, trimmin' an' saltin' de meat an' chitlins.
"Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves, North Carolina Narratives, Part 2"
Work Projects Administration